You are the most beautiful thing I ever saw.
Your soul has become a part of mine and your kisses have become a part of my voice
I can not speak without your name or sleep without you in my dreams.
You are special in more ways than you can ever know and I could paint your portrait more beautiful each time with the paint of all your caresses.
I want so much for you to love me, I paint all my lovers before with white so only your colours can be seen
I am but a canvas for you to play upon.
Wherever you go I want you to be seen for all you can ever be and are, even if I shall never see you again.
One day I think you will go,
as you hold fear like a broken glass,
you wrap it with your heart and bleed through all your insecurities.
Let me take the glass and kiss where it has been.
Please love again because I love to paint you over and over and over.. your love is my muse.
You slide your hands over me and I exhale all my pain and inhale you.. you, you...
I love you...
but you will never love me.
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Author:
W.R Zelman (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 10th, 2017 12:45
- Comment from author about the poem: David
- Category: Love
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Comments4
Beautiful poem.
Thank you. I have so many tucked away I would love to publish them. I could publish 10 or 20 even on him alone ha ha
wonderfully deep and painful
Thank you, it was written at a very painful deep moment so I am glad that comes across
Beautiful write, may that broken glass be mended.
I really don't know if his will but writing heals mine. Thank you
This is so very lovely
Heat and light in every
Word... Filled with
Passion.. Well done..
Really appreciate your lovely comment
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